Page 55 of Taming the Demon

“Thanks,VP,” Darrow said.

“Okay,” Cyrus said. “Any objections?”

The clubhouse fell completely silent. Cyrus reached for a thick beer mug and slammed it off the bar.

“She gets inked!” he announced.

The clubhouse erupted in cheers.

Cyrus looked at Mara. “This is your last one though. You fuck another member and you’re out of here.”

“Ah, too bad,” Mara said. “I was hoping to get pregnant by every member.”

She then lifted her middle fingers and put them into the face of Cyrus.

Holy shit, she has balls,Darrow thought. Then he added to himself,Well, she doesn’t have balls. She has… I mean…

“You better tame your old lady, Darrow,” Cyrus said.

“Good luck with that,Prez,” Darrow said.

They laughed and Mara’s heart raced fast. Sometimes she let her own attitude work against her.

Dropping her pants and showing off her ass to a bunch of outlaws. Then back talking to the President of SOFRAW.

She took a deep breath.

Now it was time to get even more ink on her body…

Mara was face down on the bed, naked. Her toes curled and her skin broke out in goosebumps. She felt Darrow staring at her. When she looked back, she saw him approaching the bed.

Darrow made fists for a second, unable to comprehend the sight before his eyes. The stunning and sultry curves of Mara’s body. Her toes curled up tight. The way her calf muscles flexed. The smoothness of her legs. And holy hell the curve of her ass. The small of her back. Her hips. The way she turned her head and looked at him.

Darrow moved onto the bed and brushed his fingers over Mara’s left ass cheek. Over the fresh ink. His initials.D. T.

“How’s it feel, babe?” Darrow asked.

“Didn’t hurt nearly as bad as the other one,” Mara said. “But my ass is feeling a little used up right now.”

“Oh, your ass is plenty fine from where I’m looking.”

Darrow eased his fingers along Mara’s ass cheek. Down, around, following all the beautiful natural curves of her body. Leading to her soft, warm cunt. Darrow’s middle finger slid between her wet labia, pressing against her throbbing core.

“Darrow,” Mara groaned. “Yes…”

He inserted his finger into her. He dug deep. He curled his finger. Then very slowly Darrow removed his finger and brought it up to his mouth for a taste. He sucked Mara’s melting cunt juice off his finger. He wanted more. He needed more. Plenty more.

Darrow grabbed Mara by her hips and flipped her over with ease. He leaned over Mara and dropped his mouth down to her right tit. He took her, first playfully, then a little bit rougher. Tugging at her nipple, his teeth teasing and biting, making Mara scream his name.

Darrow took his mouth from her tit and moved down between her legs. He growled at her heavenly scent. His tongue slapped against her soft cunt, cutting between her labia withease, and then suckling her folds. The tip of his tongue felt magnetic to her clit. Circling around her sweet nub, then flicking against it. Over and over.

Mara’s hips jumped and bucked. She reached down and grabbed Darrow’s hair with force. Her stomach exploded with butterflies and pleasure. She felt herself ready to climax already. Her hips wiggled left to right.

“Darrow,” she groaned. “Fuck. Darrow. Fuck…”

Darrow pulled his mouth away with a loud, wet kissing noise. He looked up at his woman.

His. Woman.

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